The streets of Penrose were nothing like going through the neighborhoods he grew up in. The vibrancy was missed as the people seemed skittish just to be out and about. Although he could hardly blame them with the veil being thinner here if he wasn’t a Mahou then he might just keep a hand on his piece himself. Looking over his shades as he turned the corner and followed the overly complicated instructions and tedious rituals to make his way to his new bosses lair, Warren couldn’t help but ponder about his current ”situation”. As he sat down at Al’s table and made himself comfortable with the drink that was given to him, he looked down at his ”assets” and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. It was one thing to be a chick, but a well-endowed chick who’s fourteen years younger than he used to be was just icing on the cake.
”Yeh, my last boss got consolidated and had to cut a lot of ties. Guess its lucky that he found a place here.”
Taking out a cigarette and lighting it with a slow drag, Warren listened as Al laid out his plans and assignments for him. This Chloe seemed to be a major concern for Al, yes he was giving her the chance to step into a new role but in this line it pays to have someone under your thumb. He was going to have to be creative in how he tailed this broad,
” I’ve heard of all these different factions that you have running around here, I’ll start with gathering intel with some of these disbanded groups. I’ve seen it too many times that these people that were supposed to be done come back with a vengeance. I’ll get you an overall idea of what’s going on.”
As if on cue, Warren turned his head to see the two girls that teleported in with one that stayed being introduced as the Chole that he was supposed to tail. The minute the two Mahou locked eyes Warren felt a presence creep into the back of his thoughts, like a whisper that was just on the edge of being heard and unheard all at once. A warning of meeting a kindred soul burned with the same knowledge of unspeakable horror. As a eerily cheeky grin slipped its way across his face, a sheen of dark crimson gleamed across Warren’s eyes for just a moment before reverting back to their normal cold grey.
”Heh, don’t worry princess, you aint my type neither. You seem to be lack in both the top and the bottom for me. Not enough to hold onto.”
As Chole gave her intel over whatever had transpired prior to his arrival Warren couldn’t help but catch glimpses of her rattling off info to Al. That creeping whisper grew louder and louder as long as he was in her presence and as they spoke amongst themselves the whisper told him that there were others with the same knowledge in the area. He couldn’t pinpoint them but he knew that there were other eldritch-blessed beings near them. Those were avenues that he could pursue to get information on. He had also heard rumors and talk in New York about the Mahou here having other coins that offered other possibilities for power so tracking down those Coins might be a worthwhile thing to investigate as well. As his musing continued, Warren realized that the meeting had come to an end and he left following behind Chole, after all, she was his new boss and he needed to stick close to her.